Chapter 35: Withstanding the Dragon-Intercepting Hand, Unhar

unleashed her powerful attack, the void surged with magical energy and dragon qi filled the air!Vaguely, as if a gigantic ancestral dragon phantom was emerging.When this phantom appeared, everyone fel...Boom!

A violent collision was followed by a deafening roar.

Smoke and dust billowed everywhere, the heaven and earth trembled!

All the guests were silent, staring blankly at the white-clad figure struck by the Dragon Slayer's Hand.

If Long Haitian's sudden move was unexpected.

Then Jun Xiaoyao's extremely fast reaction speed was even more unexpected.

But, that Long Haoyang's display was the top divine ability of the Zulong Nest, the Jie Long Shou.

Such divine power would leave even a prince with his royal weapons severely wounded, let alone able to withstand it.

Long Haotian had once used this divine ability to kill dozens of top Daoist geniuses.

"Son of God!" Jun Xuehuang's face turned pale as a sheet in the blink of an eye, drained of all color.

If Jun Xiaoyao suffers any harm or misfortune because of her, Jun Xuehuang will be held responsible and face a thousand deaths.

Because her importance to the Jun family pales in comparison to Jun Xiaoyao's.

"Brother Xiaoyao!" Jiang Lirui's pretty face also changed.

And Jiang Rou, Jiang Shengyi, Jun Zhantian and others also changed their expressions.

Now, Jun Xiaoyao is considered the most important core figure among the younger generation of the Jun family.

If anything were to happen to him, the consequences would be unimaginable!

"This... could the tenth birthday celebration of Jun's divine son turn into a bloodbath"

"The legend of the Divine Son's family is about to end before it even begins"

On all sides, every guest who had come to the banquet wore faces of frozen apprehension.

If that were truly the case, your family's reputation would plummet.

The Dragon's Nest would then become renowned.

At this moment, heaven and earth were deathly silent. Countless pairs of eyes were all focused on that peerless figure clad in white.

"Hmm... that state, it's not right..." The old Daoist of Daogitian Sect murmured softly.

Logically speaking, if one were struck by Long Haotian's 截龍手 (Jiè Lóng Shǒu), they would at the very least spit blood and fly backwards, even without their body being shattered.

But you, though carefree, remain utterly still, your face betraying not a single emotion.

Only a pair of deep, ancient-well-like eyes remained, radiating an extreme indifference.

Now, everyone noticed something was wrong.

Jun Xiaoyao's reaction was too ordinary, his body didn't even move.

"Is the Divine Child holding on" some people eyed him and muttered inwardly.

However, only Long Haotian himself could most intimately feel Jun Xiaoyao's state.

"You... your physical body..." Long Haoren's eyes were filled with shock.

He struck Jun Xiaoyao's chest with all his might, feeling like he was hitting a piece of ancient immortal gold.

Not only did this fail to shake Jun Xiaoyao, but his own palm was shaken with pain.

You know, he's a dragon!

The Dragon Clan's physical form is unmatched in the world, this is basically a consensus in the Immortal Realm.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao just stands there and lets him hit, all the attacks can't hurt him, how is this possible

"Is that it"

Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly, though it didn't seem like he had said anything insulting.

But this just caused Long Haitian's face to flush red, and anger rose in his heart.

"What's going on with you Are you suppressing your injuries out of shame"

This is the only possibility Dragon Haotian could think of.

"Oh... you're thinking too much..."

Jun Xiaoyao’s words fell, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He reached out and grabbed Long Haotian's arm that had struck his chest. At the same time, 40,000 giant elephant microparticles within him erupted.

In an instant, a colossal force of four hundred million jin surged forth.

Whoosh!

Jun Xiaoyao twisted his wrist and pulled with all his might!

With a scream of agony, Long Haoteng's arm was ripped from his body by Jun Xiaoyao!

Blood splattered everywhere, dragon blood staining the ground!

Long Haotian's figure retreated violently, covering his broken arm with a pale face full of disbelief!

Not only was Long Haotian speechless, but all the guests in the audience were stunned into silence!

This kind of reversal was something no one had expected.

Despite enduring a strike from Long Haoteng's Dragon Subduing Hand, Jun Xiaoyao not only remained unharmed but also countered with ferocious force, tearing off Long Haoteng's arm.

Who would have thought

"The breath of the Divine Child is steady, indeed he doesn't look like someone who is injured." The old Daoist from Daoji Tianzong spoke.

Upon hearing his words, many talented individuals from various factions suddenly realized the truth and turned their gazes towards Jun Xiaoyao. Their eyes were filled with astonishment, as if they were looking at a monster.

After all, in the entire Xianyu of Wilderness Heavens, those who can withstand a single blow from the Dragon-Intercepting Hand of Zulong's descendant are few and far between.

Most importantly, Jun Xiaoyao did not resist or get injured, but was completely unharmed.

"The Primordial Sacred Physique, even under the shackles of heaven and earth, is still terrifying!" Many young geniuses were shaken in their hearts.

"Young Master..." Jun Xuehuang also let out a sigh of relief, looking at Jun Xiaoyao's gaze, with a look of gratitude.

"You should step back. Leave this eel to me." Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.

"Yes." Jun Xuehuang respectfully nodded.

At this moment, she no longer seemed like the esteemed Seventh Rank of the Jun Family, but more like a maid serving Jun Xiaoyao.

Upon hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, Long Haitian's face turned pale.

He covered his severed arm with a look of apprehension in his eyes.

If he still underestimates Jun Xiaoyao now, then he's truly a fool.

Jun Xiaoyao shook his head faintly.

Beneath his skin, a faint blue light pulsed.

Jun Xiaoyao absorbed and refined Xiao Chen's dragon energy, allowing him to condense dragon scales and inner armor within his body.

With the already formidable Ancient Holy Physique, Jun Xiaoyao was able to withstand Long Haotian's Dragon Severing Hand without injury.

He even didn't bother to cast the Underworld Guardian from the Divine Elephant Restraining Prison technique.

"Hmph, Jun Xiaoyao, although I don't know what means you used to withstand this move, if you think that's enough to win, you are far too naive."

Long Haotian said coldly.

A surge of vigorous and powerful blood coursed through his veins.

Then, under the stunned gaze of all.

The stump where his arm had been, the flesh began to writhe, then slowly grew a new limb.

"Is this possible" Some young prodigies were dumbfounded.

Is this Long Haotian immortal

"No, even if the dragon clan has abundant qi and blood, it's impossible to directly sit back and have a severed limb regrow. At least this Long Haotian is impossible."

"I see. It's rumored that Long Haotian merged with a dragon nucleus. Could it be because of the dragon nucleus..."

Now, everyone understood. It turned out that Long Haotian had used the power of Dragon Essence.

"Oh, Long Yuan" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed.

He looked at Long Haotian's gaze, like a hunter staring at his prey.

"Die!"

Seeing the kind of look in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, Long Haotian was filled with rage.

He has always treated humans as prey, who ever treats him as prey

Boom!

Long Haotian unleashed a punch, a torrent of blood surging with ferocity.

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd as if a dragon had roared. A colossal dragon phantom, entwined with Long Haotian's fist radiance, shattered the void and charged towards Jun Xiaoyao.

That kind of powerful fluctuation, like a real dragon emerging, fighting in the sky!

This is another divine ability of the Zu Long's Nest, equal in fame to the 截龍手 (Jiedong Shou), called Dragon Fist.

"As expected of the descendant of Zu Long, his strength is astounding!"

As soon as Long Haitian made his move, he stunned a generation of young people.

Although they disliked Long Haotian's arrogance, his actual strength was undeniable.

When Jun Xiaoyao saw this, the corners of his lips curled into a sneer.

He reached out his hand, pinched a magic seal, and golden divine energy surged.

Behind him, it seemed as if a towering and vast figure appeared.

Many guests, upon witnessing this, saw their pupils constrict. The overwhelming power instilled in them a sense of awe and fear, making their hairs stand on end.

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